Hey, I'm Just Here to Drop Off A Book

5:26pm. Sun shining. Leafy suburban street.

Ring the doorbell.

Shadowy figure gestures Hang On A Sec.

93 seconds elapse.

Door opens.

Sorry we couldn't get to the door sooner, sixtysomething father of friend says.

My wife was naked, and I wasn't wearing any pants.


Hey, I'm Just Here to Drop Off A Book Hey, I'm Just Here to Drop Off A Book Reviewed by Rahul Mittal on May 27, 2013 Rating: 5

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